Something about her reaction gives Sam pause and a little bit of the hardness in his expression falls away, shoulders easing as he looks at her again, less judgmental this time. Less like she's yet another monster in this godforsaken town.

"You have one?" he asks after a long moment, tucking the rag he'd been using into his back pocket. "A brother, I mean."

Stilted and forced as it is, it's his attempt at furthering the conversation.